"Feist, Raymond E - The Riftwar Legacy 02 - Krondor- The Assassins" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)

the thought go unfinished.

Graves said, "What s the clock? We ve been cut off from sunlight so long
I have no sense of it.

"It s nearly midnight, " said Limm. "Why? "

"With the Upright Man dead, or even just the rumor of it, things will be
happening. Ships that would otherwise have stayed in Krondor will be
leaving the docks before the morning tide. "

28 Limm fixed Graves with a questioning look. "You know something? "
Graves stood up from the small chair and said, "I know lots of things,
boy. " Limm jumped to his feet. "Please take me with you. You re the
only friends I ve got, and if the Upright Man s dead, who knows who ll
come to rule in his place. If it s that Crawler, most of us are dead
anyway, and even if it s one of our own, who s to say what my life is
worth? " Graves and Kat understood. The peace within the Mockers was
imposed from the top down, and it would never be mistaken for
friendship. Old grudges would surface and old scores would be settled.
More than one Mocker would die not knowing for which past transgression
he was paying the ultimate penalty. Graves sighed in resignation. "Very
well. Not much for you here, I ll grant, and another pair of eyes and
nimble fingers might prove worthwhile. " He glanced at Kat, who nodded
silently.

"What s the plan? "

"We need to be at the docks before the dawn. There s a ship there, a
Quegan trader, the Stella Maris. The captain is an old business
acquaintance of mine. He was lying low, claiming a refit was needed,
against the time when we could smuggle ourselves out of here. He ll sail
for Durbin as soon as we board. " Kat said, "Lots of ships will be
leaving on the morning tide, so another won t cause too much notice. "
Limm look excited. "When do we head to the docks? "

"An hour before dawn. It ll still be dark enough for us to stay in
shadows, but enough of the town will be awake and about so we won't t
attract much attention. "

29 Kat smiled. "We ll be a family. " Limm s narrow young face took on a
sour expression. "Mother? " Kat was barely ten years older than Limm, so
she said, "Big sister. " Limm said, "We have one problem, though. "
Graves nodded. "Getting to the street. " Limm sat back, for he knew that
there could be no plan, ruse, or providential miracle that would get
them safely to the docks. They would simply have to leave this hideout
and risk a short walk through a dark tunnel which might house a dozen
murderers or sewer rats. And they wouldn t know which until they left.
Limm was suddenly tired and said, "I think I ll sleep for a bit. "